Lin Du, a mighty cultivator on the verge of surviving his tribulation, transmigrates into a high-martial world and loses all his cultivation.
The good news: his body and spiritual sense are intact. The bad news: this world is crawling with vicious beasts, and everyone is clinging to life with the help of projections from other realms.
A campus beauty picks him up and contracts him from the start?! Fine, then he’ll teach her.
Teach her to cultivate immortality, teach her face-slapping, teach her how to punch a hole right through the sky of this high-martial world.
Martial arts prodigies? Crushed with a single palm. Sect geniuses? Flattened with one kick. Cultivators from every country scheming against one another? When I was undergoing my tribulation, your ancestors hadn’t even been born.
Play the pig to eat the tiger? Not a chance. Peel off the pigskin and there’s nothing but a tiger underneath.
Immortal cultivation versus martial arts, crushing both systems, showing off and face-slapping from beginning to end.
The entire high-martial world laughs at him for being a good-for-nothing, until the day nine layers of heavenly tribulation explode above his head.
There are too many typos and I didn't bother to proofread the manuscript at first glance.
You can still tolerate being a useless person, but don't you know that falling into a bad situation is a thunderbolt?